Chapter 5: Fevered Whispers

The return to the Silvermane compound was a blur of shame and searing pain. Every step sent a fresh jolt of agony through my skull, a brutal reminder of the distance I was putting between myself and Kaelen. The relief I’d felt in his presence was gone, replaced by a backlash of suffering that left me trembling and nauseous. His cruel words echoed in my mind, a toxic counterpoint to the memory of his protective stance and our flawless synergy in battle. A liability. A sick little pup. Lyra...